AND YOU WILL WALK OVER CRUSHED BONES AND BODIES AND YOU 
WILL
SMELL ROTTEN FLESH OF THE SLAIN DEAD AND FROM THE BLADE 
THE
BLOOD DROPS DOWN SLOWLY THE SWORD STOOD RED AND YELLING 
FOR
MORE BLOOD AND YOU WILL SEE INTO THE FACE OF THE UNDEAD
DEMONS OF WAR BRING US ALL UNTO DARKNESS BEYOND THE VEIL 
LAYS
THE CHANCE TO ESCAPE ´EM OR YOU MUST LEARN TO LIVE WITH 
THE
WAR GHOSTS
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FIGHT BACK - GHOST TO THE WARSHIP - A FUTURE DENIAL
AND THY WILL FEAR DESPERATE ON THE EDGE LINE IS THIS IS 
THE SHAPE
BLACK SHAPE OF THE WARSHIP IS THIS THE PATH; THE PATH AND 
THE
HELLROUTE THE WAY IS PAVED; PAVED WITH YOUR OWN BLOOD